Cohen stood up suddenly and said with great enthusiasm:

"...It's you, Your Highness!"

The entire living room fell silent.

Only Cohen's voice floated in the living room, lingering.

The security officer maintained a handsome posture as if he was identifying the murderer, looking cool and cool.

On the top of his finger, Thales froze in place.

Doyle outside the door looked here curiously, but was forced back by Mallos' smile.

After a few seconds, Thales recovered and tried to open his mouth:

"ha?"

However, as if he had rehearsed it in advance, Cohen changed his steps, retracted his right hand and waved his right arm out, confidently saying: "I know you too well, Your Highness!"

"I know that someone as smart as you is the initiator of all schemes!"

Cohen was excited:

"Just like six years ago..."

"This time, you were also the one strategizing in the middle. With the help of the Freedom Alliance and the Black Sand vassals, you successfully provoked an internal fight between Longxiao City and the Black Sand Territory..."

Thales' eyebrows began to twitch.

"At a time when the two major forces were fighting each other and had no time to care, you successfully escaped and returned home safely!"

"And severely weaken the Kingdom of Exeter!"

Cohen's posture remains graceful.

He knew that at this moment, his eyes were shining with the light of wisdom.

Waiting for the response from the person in front of you.

In front of Cohen's expectant eyes, Thales tried his best to raise his eyebrows.

"Uh, bad, almost."

After being affirmed, Cohen's eyes lit up!

"Those Yankees," the alert officer said happily:

"You must have taught the hell out of them, right?"

Thales took a deep breath:

"Um, that's about... more or less."

Cohen became increasingly excited:

"That's why you were made a Duke as soon as you came back because you have made great contributions to the country!"

Upon hearing this, Thales replied numbly:

"Bad, bad, almost."

Hearing the prince's admission, Cohen retracted his arms and clenched his fists hard!

yeah!

He was completely unaware of Thales' complicated expression at this moment.

"Hey, how about it? Since I learned my lesson six years ago, I have been doing politics in the past few years." The security officer narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms, looking very knowledgeable:

"My resourcefulness has also improved!"

Thales silently looked at Cohen with a cheerful face.

"Well," a few seconds later, Thales broke into an awkward smile:

"Yes, yes."

Cohen suddenly beamed, like a squirrel finding a pine cone.

"So, how have the people in the North treated you these years?"

Thales had not yet recovered from Cohen's "witness" blow, and he sighed.

"Um, how should I say..."

But Cohen, who was full of confidence, waved his hand and interrupted him.

"Oh, I understand."

Cohen raised his head with a look of empathy:

"When we were in the Terminator Tower, my teacher was a Northerner, and Miranda was technically a Northerner... They, oh my god..."

Cohen seemed to remember something and shuddered a little.

The security officer's disgusted expression was halfway through, and he suddenly turned around and narrowed his eyes at Thales:

"You understand?"

Thales looked at him blankly:

"Um, I...that..."

Facing Cohen's expectant and longing eyes, the prince could only smile with all his strength:

"Yeah, I understand, I understand."

"Look!"

Cohen slapped his thigh excitedly:

"I knew you understood!"

Thales tried hard to suppress the twitching of the corners of his mouth.

Cohen sighed.

"It's a pity that no one else understands."

But he immediately brightened up and looked at the confused Prince eagerly as if he were his own brother:

"But it doesn't matter, it's enough for us to understand!"

Thales could only giggle and nod along with Cohen, suppressing the terrible question:

What do you know?

In this fruitful dialogue, His Excellency the Duke of Xinghu felt for the first time that his IQ level was slightly insufficient.

While Thales was immersed in the sadness of his damaged IQ, Cohen suddenly stood up and slapped his thigh.

"Okay, it's time for me to go."

Taylor was stunned for a moment.

"Go? Now?"

I saw the security officer smiling and saying:

"Your Highness, take care of yourself!"

Thales looked at Cohen who looked happy and said doubtfully:

"This...is it over?"

Cohen blinked, as if he didn't understand:

"yes."

Thales was stunned for a few seconds and then said:

"You...you don't have anything else to do?"

"Yes," Cohen rolled his eyes and became depressed:

"I have to go to the hall to sign in this afternoon, otherwise the director will deduct money again..."

etc.

Is this the end?

As the heir to one of the thirteen noble families...

On the second prince's first day back in the royal capital...

No temptation, no coaxing, no purpose, no pleasing, no coercion, no conspiracy?

Without what Mallos reminded...everything?

The Duke stared blankly at the dejected Cohen in front of him.

For the first time since returning to the stars, Thales felt a little uncomfortable.

Thales came back to his senses and shook his head:
To be continued...